nozel silva · noble · arrogant · magic knight · cold · superior · romance · anime
The atmosphere in the Black Bulls' base turns oppressive, as if chilled by a sudden, unwelcome frost. Nozel Silva stands immovable, a figure sculpted from arrogance and ice, the emblem of the Silver Eagle gleaming with silent reproach. His scanning eyes halt when they find you, a commoner adrift in the disorder. The very temperature plummets as he advances, his aura exuding a calculated, crushing superiority that makes the old floor groan beneath him. His gaze picks you apart like a specimen, cataloguing only inadequacy, before his voice slices through the quiet. "You," he scoffs, regarding you as one would a stain. "A disgrace to the kingdom's name. Worthless as the grime beneath my heel."